~Loki POV~

"You SOLD (Y/n)!!!" I say, glaring at the Grandmaster, Thor steps in front of me so that I don't do anything rash.

"Well... yeah, I guess." He shrugs.

I growl in fury, "Where is she? I suggest you tell me before I end your pathetic waste of a life."

"Ah, well, she is-"

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~Your POV~

I wake up, just like any other old day. But this is weird because I don't know where I am. Not Sakaar, Asgard, or Midgard.

Not anywhere I've ever been before.

Yeah, remember what happened?

Noo...

Well, you were kinda stabbed with a needle by this creepy, almost good-looking, guy, and you passed out.

Wha..? No, I would have remembered that...

You did, or at least I did, and I am you, so you did remember.

That makes sense...But, where are we, and can we escape?

We are the newest addition to the Collector's collection of . . . things. . . or whatever it is that he collects.

Wait, am I in a cage?

It would seem that way. Take a look.

I blink and rub my eyes as I sit up. I am in some sort of cage-looking thing, made of a metal floor and roof and clear glass walls. A faded red blanket lays across me, and I shudder to think of someone placing that on me while I was unconscious. Chills run down my spine as I remember Tivan. Ugh, I shake my head, as if to erase his picture from my mind.

I look outside of my enclosure, and see many more creatures trapped in places similar to this. How horrid.

I'd hate to end up like them, all hopeless and sad.

Yeah, but we have Loki, and our awesome mind powers.

Oh, I forgot about those! I guess I never really use them a lot...

Yeah, well you should, cuz they're pretty dang awesome.

You're right, I'll try 'em right now.

I focus on the blanket covering me, and make it float three inches above me.

Yep, they still work.

That's good, maybe I can use them to break free.

♪♪I want to break freeeee♪♪

Stop that racket!

Hey, I'm a good singer!

eh

You just insulted yourself, congratulations!

Thank you, now imagine me bowing.

Just figure out a way to escape already!

Ok, there must be a door somewhere...

I stand to my feet and rest my hand on the glass to stop me from toppling over because I'm dizzy. I shake my head, and look around my 'room' with disdain.

It's cold too, I hate cold. But, I do love snow. But, there is no snow here. Why is it so cold?

Focus maybe?

Yeah, sorry. Focused now, I swear.

I don't see Tivan around, or a door, or any keys. And the glass looks really thick. I narrow my eyes, trying to estimate the width of the glass.

Wait, oh my gosh! Loki!

Yeah?

Odin said that Loki was coming to get me on Sakaar, but now I'm not on Sakaar! What if he can't find me?!

Then you'll have to buck up and get the heck outta here yourself! Myself. . . whatever,

Yeah, yeah! You're right, we can do this!

Yes, now focus. You don't wanna be the damsel in distress, you wanna be the girl that slays the dragon herself. We got this!

Yeah, ok, focusing now.

Turning, I see a door leading out of the large room, and notice just how dim the light is in this place. The ceiling of my little glass/metal box glows with a soft white light though.

Wait, an idea just came to me.

I can talk to Odin in that grassy clearing in my mind, so, what if I can find Loki and talk to him?!

I smirk. Even though it will be the most difficult thing I have ever done, I am certain I will be able to do it. i just need to focus on Loki. His scent, presence, height, his hair, his skin, his soft, soft lips. . . Distracted! Sorry, focus!

I sit upon the blanket with my legs crisscrossed and close my eyes.

It seems I am immediately lost in a haze of memories, faces, voices, and sceneries. I search for Loki amidst all the chaos.

I find him, next to Thor on a ship, seemingly searching for me. I walk towards Loki, and graze his shoulder with my hand. He spins around, and sees right through me.

"(Y/n)?" He whispers, gazing into my eyes.

"Loki," I reply, speaking into his mind.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know. But Loki, do you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"Us, Odin, the sword?" I gaze at him, but face is blank, like he can almost see it, but not quite.

"Well, I'll tell you about it when we see each other again."

"Ok, (Y/n), stay there. We're coming to get you."

"But I was gonna try to escape."

"Well, do what you must, but know that we're coming...."

"Ok, bye Loki.." I say, moving away from him.

I find myself back at the Collector's house of horrors, still in the cage. But, the scenery's changed.

I see a ragtag bunch of people walking in, supposedly looking for Tivan.

A green woman, a dude in a reddish coat, a large, shirtless, male alien with weird scars, and a small racoon-like creature.

Who are these guys?

I look at them in curiosity, especially at the dude in the red coat. He seems familiar.

Just then, he turns and stares me right in the eyes.

Sorry its been so long, I have been busy.

Also, I'm working on a multiple x reader one shots book. I'm working on a Newt X reader, and its so sad....

anyways, thanks for reading! (sorry if it sucks)